#ao3 story

[emacrow]

So in your fanfic Time Rewound and Space Unbound, you have Alfred as the reincarnation of Rhea the Greek titan of Motherhood. Does Alfred get powers from this and /or will he be now that he knows?

And how will the Batfam react to seeing a much more youthful Alfred?

Alfred is the former titaness of Motherhood and gods in human flesh. He has great talent that many mothers today. Alongside bringing tranquility to the batfam and even helping bring back the robins and Bruce from nearly fatal injuries by speeding off the healing process.

As for Bruce, he knew that Alfred was getting old and would soon or later die from elderly age. He had constantine on speed dial to bargain with him to get a deal from a being to slow down his age because we all know he become a wreak of a man after Jason died.

Seeing Alfred young as the day he met him after his parents' funeral would make him cry in relief that he won't have to bury another loved one because Alfred is his rock, his stability, the main thing keeping the batfam and wayne manor all together even though he know that Alfred taught them enough for them to handle everything on their own.

[wistfulpoltergeist]

Imagine an alternative universe where young Sherlock Holmes faces challenges beyond ordinary logic, and the real world is much bigger than one can imagine. Returning home to the islands of Terra Santa after his mother’s suspicious death to take over the old family mansion, Sherlock finds more questions than answers about his past and Mrs Holmes's secret life as a medium.

Possession, invisible evil powers, mermen and talking dead… these silly superstitions suddenly take solid shape when a dying stranger with a message from afar comes to his house. Little by little, Sherlock’s strict and simple viewpoint starts to shift…

[l8niteth0ts]

mine: porco x fem! reader

pairing: porco galliard x fem! reader

plot: after catching you getting too friendly with zeke, porco's jealousy snaps. he drags you back to your room, furious and possessive, and he shows you exactly who you belong to...

contents (MDNI): jealous and rough sex, possessive behavior, manhandling, reader doesn't get to cum, choking and breathplay, spanking, dom porco, sub reader, porco can't communicate feelings so he fucks them out lol

word count: 1,030

a/n: here's a short little porco drabble, hope you enjoy! as always, this content is NSFW, sooooo MDNI, 18+ only, and i thank you for reading. <333

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you should've known.

the way porco had been staring at you from across the mess hall - his jaw tight, barely touching his food, his eyes locked onto where you sat with zeke - should've been warning enough.

but you didn't stop. you kept laughing at zeke's dumb jokes. you laughed much too loudly. you leaned in much too close.

and now, porco is shoving you back against your room's door the second it clicks shut.

"you think i didn't fucking see that?" his voice is low, sharp, his breath is hot against your cheek. "what, you really need attention that fucking bad? you're just gonna act like a dirty fucking slut in front of the whole mess hall? huh?" he lightly smacks your cheek, your hand instantly flying up to where he made contact.

your heart jumps, part fear and part adrenaline. his hand moves to the wall beside your head. he's caging you in, there's no escape. his other hand wraps around your jaw, his fingers squeezing just enough to make your breath catch in your throat.

"i-i wasn't-" he cuts you off with a scoff, and he tilts your chin up roughly.

"don't fucking play dumb," he begins, "what, did you want him to look at you? you want him to imagine what you sound like when you moan?" his eyes are wild, his teeth are clenched, and - fuck, he's hard already, pressing against your thigh.

you don't answer. you can't. his mouth crashes into yours, angry and claiming, tongue forcing its way past your lips like he's trying to erase any memory you've ever had of anyone else. his hands are already pulling at your clothes, yanking your shirt off, barely catching his breath, before his tongue is back down your throat. he undoes the button and zipper on your pants as if they've offended him by simply existing, and he yanks them down harshly.

"you wanna be a fucking tease?" he mutters against your neck, biting hard - just under your ear, where no one can miss it. he sucks and bites harsher, causing you to gasp and moan at the sensation. you can feel your panties getting soaked and hot at his touch and ministrations. "then take it like one," he finishes his sentence, as he spins you around and shoves you onto your bed, causing you to gasp. his rough calloused hands flip you onto your stomach, and you barely have any time to catch your breath before he completely removes your pants and panties in one go, rendering you completely naked under him.

you hear his belt coming undone, the heavy metallic *thud* of it hitting the floor. he doesn't bother prepping you. he just spits between your thighs, spreading it with his fingers along your already glistening slit. he groans at the sight, and bites his lip, desperate to be inside you already. he lines himself up, and smacks your disobedient cunt a few times with his thick and heavy cock, the tip is red and so angry, precum beading and dripping off of it.

he suddenly slams into you in one brutal thrust, and you cry out, gripping the sheets beneath you. your body arches from the sudden stretch, and it burns slightly. he's incredibly thick, and he isn't being gentle - not after that stunt you pulled tonight. he sets a brutal pace, his hips slapping against your ass, his fingers digging into your waist, sure to leave marks for tomorrow. low sexy groans spill from his throat with each trust, each time your cunt grips his cock so deliciously.

"god, listen to you," he snarls, fingers digging into your waist harder. "all that whining for zeke, and now you're just screaming on my cock like a fucking whore."

you don't deny it, in fact you moan out louder in response. you like this, the way he loses control. the way he marks you like he fucking owns you.

one of his hands snakes around and finds your throat, yanking you up flush against his chest. "say it," he pants in your ear. "say whose fucking pussy this is."

"yours," you gasp, your voice wrecked, your throat raw. you moan again as his cock continues to pound into you, stretching you out more with every harsh thrust. your walls clamp down around his cock, causing him to grunt.

his grip around your throat tightens, just enough to make you dizzy. "say it again."

"y-yours," you obey, a little louder than before.

his hand moves from your waist to harshly smack your ass, causing you to yelp. his grip returns to your waist, his fingers gripping into the soft fatty flesh. "fucking say. it. again."

"y-yours! fuck, p-porco! it's yours! it's a-all yours! por-porco!"

"that's right," he lets go of your throat, and shoves you back down into the bed, just to fuck you harder. "don't you ever fucking forget it." he grunts as your pussy continues to milk him, and you feel the tightness in your core threatening to snap soon.

"p-porco, m'gonna cum," you whimper, your ass starting to feel numb from his harsh thrusts.

"don't care," he groans. "not tonight you're - fuck - not." his grip on your waist is even tighter, his thrusts starting to lose their rhythm. "bad girls d-don't get to cum."

you cry in annoyance, and he suddenly holds you still, cumming deep inside your cunt, painting it white, marking it as his. "oh, fuck baby, you feel so good," he moans, his orgasm washing over him. you turn around best you can to see him, and you see his flushed cheeks, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, his eyes closed, and a dopey smile across his lips. you turn forward again, not wanting to get yelled at for looking.

he pulls out of you slowly, watching some of his cum drip down your leg. he swipes it with his finger, and pushes it back into your creamy hole, earning a groan from the both of you. he removes his finger, and lies down next to you, glancing at you.

"bet you won't even look at him tomorrow," he exhales, voice low and satisfied. "you won't dare."

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[simsim54]

Bitches be like, 'I hate men,' but would let fictional princes with blond hair, sharp jawlines, bright eyes, shy smiles, and tragic backstories ruin their lives.

[voices-of-favor]

New chapter of the Voices of Favor story is up, broskis!

Chapter 5 is ready for reading (click for the full work) and chapter 6 is already being worked on - slowly but steadily

Thats it, this is the message have this ominous video of company ancient Kristof getting rotated

[randombookcreator]

CHAPTER 4 HAS BEEN POSTEDDD!! >:D

[blog-moved-lol]

GoreTober Day 31 - Animal Skulls

Today's Story:

SO!

I gave Dick a robin skull, because he was the OG Robin.

I gave Jason a vulture skull, because of their association with death.

I gave Tim a crow skull, because he's intelligent but also mischievous.

And I gave Damian a mockingbird skull, both because of his ability to perfectly mimic voices, and because as the latest Robin he's mimicking all the Robins that came before him and trying to live up to them.

Happy Halloween guys!!

[goamazons]

THROUGH THE MIST

For those who've read the first chapter of our novel, here is the second! (Seriously? What's gonna be next? The third? You're so predictable!)

Looking for answers about last night’s accident, Sherlock attends to his night visitor in the hospital and faces another mystery. The stranger knew his mother and came to the islands to protect her. But that’s pretty all he remembers. He can’t even say his name, lost in the deadly fight. A real challenge for a detective’s mind.

CHAPTER 2 A Family Friend

Illustration by @wistfulpoltergeist

[nightwolf14292]

GoreTober Day 31 - Animal Skulls

Today's Story:

SO!

I gave Dick a robin skull, because he was the OG Robin.

I gave Jason a vulture skull, because of their association with death.

I gave Tim a crow skull, because he's intelligent but also mischievous.

And I gave Damian a mockingbird skull, both because of his ability to perfectly mimic voices, and because as the latest Robin he's mimicking all the Robins that came before him and trying to live up to them.

Happy Halloween guys!!

[radioregia]

I have nothing but love for the writers who put with little things in their notes or comment sections- things like

"And he wanted to. But he didnt."

"Part 2, electric boogaloo."

"They say if it ain't broke don't fix it but he's gonna do it anyway."

"Oh, (insert wit), good."

[kinardsevan]

several sentence sunday

(here, have something out of the painstakingly slow writings of Under The Stadium Lights)

“No, I…” He scrunches his face for a moment, almost as if he’s contemplating. “Do-do you know what a savior sibling is?” 

“Um, I’m gonna go out on a limb and assume it as something to do with being birthed for the sole purpose of saving another’s life,” Tommy offers. Evan nods. 

“Pretty much,” he replies. “I have an older brother—Daniel. He’s almost eight years older than me, and he got diagnosed with cancer at six. And when none of the treatments worked, my parents decided to birth one.” 

Tommy raises his eyebrows at the new information. 

“How does that parlay into a career in the NFL,” Tommy asks. 

Evan sighs. “Daniel survived for a while. The graft took, but then he relapsed a few years later. Long story short, he died right before he turned eighteen. After that…” His voice trails off, clearly caught up in the memory. He shakes his head at himself. “M-my parents checked out, not that they were ever really around to begin with. But Maddie, she was there. She’s the one who got me into playing sports so I’d have something to do with my anger at it all. She got herself emancipated at sixteen and then took me with her, and by some god-forsaken miracle, we didn’t end up living in a hole somewhere.

Anyway, she made sure I kept playing, because my coaches would all tell her I should. She also made sure I kept my grades up enough to qualify for scholarships,” Evan explains. “When I got drafted a few years back, she started dating one of the athletic trainers out in Philly. They’re married now. Anyway, I told her about the open position here for one of the conditioning coaches, so they’re coming to visit and Chimney’s gonna interview.” 

Tommy furrows his brow at him. “Chimney? As in Howard Han?”

Evan raises an eyebrow at him. “You’ve met him?”

Tommy lets out a chuckle. “Yeah. I didn’t get drafted, so I entered free agency my first year, and one of the teams that was interested was Philadelphia. We only met for a few days, but somehow it became a friendship. We still text.” 

Evan laughs, shaking his head. “That’s wild.” 

[wistfulpoltergeist]

Looking for answers about last night’s accident, Sherlock attends to his night visitor in the hospital and faces another mystery. The stranger knew his mother and came to the islands to protect her. But that’s pretty all he remembers. He can’t even say his name, lost in the deadly fight. A real challenge for a detective’s mind.

[thevoidstaredback]

For Enough Caffeine to Kill an Elephant

This will impact the direction of the story, although you won't see how until much later (if you even realize it at all)

Please reblog so that I can see how many want what fate

[simsim54]

Being a princess isn't about gender, it's about vibes

[f4t4l1ty]

CALLING ALL MUTUALS

Should I continue 18 (The Maxley Fic I've been writing)

And should I see if I can make some sorta cover art for it